Executioner Style

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My mouth's the gun, my words are the ammo I'm in combat, I got my camouflage And I'm not a mirage Only Rambo could dodge my barrage But you ain't him, cuz he's a fictional character This ain't a movie, do you see a director? I tell exact truth, fact, there's no stories This ain't a optional class, it's mandatory Takin' ya out, executioner style And then smile when I'm at my trial Cuz it was foul, and it was worth my while Because to me you're still juvenile Direct, precise, straight and exact Describes the way that Awesome Dré attacks When I executе, I don't stutter There's no fеar in my heart, it don't flutter I got off what you could call scot-free Cuz I convinced 'em it was not me I'm like a shotgun, I'm not your son I kill emcees like you just for fun You don't want none cuz I'm the one LIke a laserbeam, I stun My rhyme is like a sucker punch Punching you dead in the eye Don't ask why, just let me by While I bogart, rip you apart When God was passin' out organs, he skipped your heart So don't start, cuz that ain't smart I'll toast you, and serve you like a Pop Tart I ain't Art, I ain't Claude I never perpetrated a fraud I'm authentic, no, not fictitious Cold, hard, and just plain vicious Serious, that's what my theory is I appear to emcees as hideous Piteous, that's how they appear to me They fear me cuz I'm the epitome Of hardcore, stronger than a dinosaur Scandalous in the gangster wars Awesome Dré, yes, I guess it's obvious Cuz no one dares to ever copy this And if you do you're through, I'll put your head out So get in a groove and get the lead out Murderous, don't say you haven't heard of us We peeped the scene and it suddenly occurred to us We're the hardest, not the retardest But the smartest Graduated valedictorian of rap You're gradually, casually falling in my trap You listen to my rhymes bustin' off like a cap I come from Detroit, the hardest city on the map Clap. If you don't I'll snap Slap you cross your trap like a handicapped sap Awesome Dré's status: out of reach I'm the president you'll never impeach Who are you, dumbness? From Columbus? You're just fiendish, dumb as a dingus Don't tell it to me, go tell it to the mountain You can't believe all the money that I'm countin' In my bank account, yes, it's quite paramount Knock a sucka out, then carry him out Of the party, now what up, smarty Caught a beatdown and got your ass beat hardy Hardcore, that's the Committee Lock your door when we come to your city Terrorizin', not surprisin' You knew we was comin', so you started exercisin' Your right to try to fight But full of fright, got your ass beat all night Psych, it's over for fightin' Gonna get mine with the TEC-9 milli really lightening Up the whole joint , you comprehend how I'm expressin' my point I get ill, he don't kill for thrill But if you think he ain't real, then he will Mighty, some say it's not right of him To put suckas in fear at the sight of him Brother Lonzell as well You think he ain't with it? Well we can't tell Tony Tone, back on the stone Like Capone, soon to be known On the microphone Leave him alone Or you'll wind up in the dead zone Best beware of my disc jockey He'll tear you up like you was teriyaki The most toast of both the coasts To be specific, Atlantic and Pacific Terrific, yes, quite prolific How my rhymes calculate so scientifically With the beat, see The only key is to be like me But wait, don't get too heroic I'll be like, yo blow you can go slower Takin' you out, execution style
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